Today is our last full day here at Bright State Park as we need to start heading south into Ohio. Yesterday’s trick or treating at the Harvest Festival here got Ava anxious for the real deal. She asked Marlene to make her a calendar so she can cross out each day as we get closer to Halloween.
There are a couple of other dates worth noting. First of which is our service appointment in Jackson Center for the Airstream. There really isn’t anything majorly wrong but we since we are going to be there, we’d figure to take it in there and have them check things out and do some maintenance work just to be on the safe side. Some of you might be wondering why there is a girl there on the calendar. Well, that is when we are going to see our friend Carrie who had moved to Louisville last year. Long time readers might remember her from our first trip to Tucson when we met Rich, Eleanor and Emma for the first time.
Yesterday’s rain had subsided but there are still some overcast skies lingering. The girls got into the Halloween spirit and decorated the rear wrap-around windows with some spooky decoration.
When we got here 4 days ago, we decided to stay 5 nights here with the intention of taking things slowly after our big loop through northern lower Michigan peninsula. Today, we are meeting one of Marlene’s old co-workers, Ted and his family, who is from here but had lived in LA area and worked with her many years ago in Ventura.
We met them in Brighton at a great restaurant called Bagger Dave’s. We had seen it each day as we drove in and out of town and today we finally got to try it.
Yeah, I know by now you are expecting to see my photo of the burger. It doesn’t look like much but it was tasty. What is even better if their selection of beers. Brighton and this whole region is about an hour east of Kalamazoo which we passed through a couple of weeks ago. That is home to Bell’s Brewery which we didn’t get a chance to tour but we are certainly getting our fair share of Bell’s brews from the restaurants here.
Half way through our lunch, Ted noticed a little photograph sitting above our heads in the restaurant. It looked familar and at a closer look, he realized the man in the photograph is his great grandfather.
This is Ted posing under the photo of his great grandfather with his son Preston. Looking at this photo, you might be thinking, “Preston is a nice looking teenager.” Well, you’d only be half right. Preston is only 7 years old. He is a BIG 7-year-old boy.
After our meal and a couple of pints of Bell’s brews, we took a walk around to a neighboring duck pond. As we were walking around, it looked like we might get a little sprinkle from from the gray clouds.
But within seconds, it turned into an all out down pour. We were lucky to find a doorway of a jewelry store that was closed for shelter.
Preston decided to embraced the rain. The heaviest part of the rain only lasted a few minutes but it poured enough to create some serious puddles along the curb.
And just like that, the clouds parted and blue skies reappeared.
Tomorrow we are going to be heading south into Ohio.
over and out,